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The shopkeeper is not bad, and there is no doubt about the authenticity of what he said. Jiang Feng just didn't go to other pharmacies to ask about Sanshenghua one by one. ＋◆, that is unnecessary, and undoubtedly a waste of time.

As for the ghost market, this can be regarded as an unintentional gain.

Although the shopkeeper was so serious when he mentioned this ghost market, he tried his best to persuade Jiang Feng not to take risks.

However, if you don't know it, it's fine. Now that you know such a place, Jiang Feng will naturally go.

He came for the Three Sage Flowers, and he would not give up easily if there was a chance.

There are quite a few people who know about the ghost market. Jiang Feng got a general idea after inquiring about it a little.

The ghost market is actually a night market.

Of course, it is not so accurate to describe the ghost market as a night market.To be precise, the ghost market is a market that only starts at night.

It was an unlit street, and all kinds of transactions were carried out in the dark.

So to a certain extent, the ghost market has become a place where bull~ghost~snake~gods hang around again, that is to say, it has become quite sinister as the shopkeeper said.

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It was night, and Jiang Feng walked into the ghost market alone.

In the darkness like a black cloth, you can't see your fingers. In the dark night, there are vague figures, but apart from the sound of footsteps, you can't hear the slightest noise, but someone may speak, and the voice of speaking is extremely low. Low.All the people are like ghosts, wandering in the dark night.

Jiang Feng stepped into it. He didn't go far, but he was grabbed by a corner of his clothes. Jiang Feng stopped, and then he realized that something flew to his hand. Jiang Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing. in hand.

Jiang Feng's strength has long been to the point where he can see things at night, but he doesn't need to look at all. He knows that what he is holding in his hand is a stone just by the sense of touch.

It's not uncommon for a stone to fly over for no reason, but soon, Jiang Feng didn't find it strange, because three people surrounded him.

Those were three middle-aged strong men, all wearing black tights, blending into the night, one of them stretched out a finger, and said in a voice as low as Jiang Feng could hear: "One thousand low-grade spirits stone!"

"You mean, you want me to use a thousand low-grade spirit stones to buy a broken stone?" Jiang Feng smiled. Naturally, only these three people could hear what he said.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng clearly noticed that the faces of the three of them had changed. He probably didn't expect that Jiang Feng knew it was a stone.

"What did you say? That is a family heirloom of my family." The middle-aged man scolded in a low voice.

"Then your family is really poor." Jiang Feng sneered.

The middle-aged man was a little impatient, and said hastily: "Little guy, what do you know? The rules of this ghost market are like this. Treasures are not allowed to be acquired. As soon as you acquire them, it means that you will buy them. Now that the treasure is in your hands, you can buy it." You have to pay the spirit stone. Of course, you can also pay your own life."

Jiang Feng had never heard of this rule.

At this time, I also understood that the stone did not fly over at all, but was thrown to him intentionally by these three people. Now that he holds the so-called treasure in their mouths, he will have to pay a thousand stones. The price of low-grade spirit stones.

This way of buying and selling is really interesting, although it is clear that these three people are going to buy and sell by force to blackmail him.

"It's not impossible for me to buy this broken stone with a thousand low-grade spirit stones. However, I have a question to ask. If your answer satisfies me, the thousand low-grade spirit stones are yours. That's it." After thinking for a while, Jiang Feng said.

The three of them looked at each other, probably thinking there was something interesting, and one of them said, "Are you asking about this ghost market? If so, I'll keep you satisfied."

"In this ghost market, is there anyone who sells medicinal materials?" Jiang Feng asked.

The middle-aged man said quickly: "Go straight inside, about 100 meters, there are many stalls there, all selling medicinal materials."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man chuckled and said, "However, I would like to remind you that the things there are not affordable for you."

This kind of kindness is naturally for the sake of a thousand low-grade spirit stones, Jiang Feng doesn't mind, and he didn't ask why he couldn't afford it, he just said: "Very well, then, who has the Three Sage Flowers? "

"Three Sacred Flowers? What is it?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly. The other two men were also stunned for a moment, not understanding what Jiang Feng was talking about.

Jiang Feng only inquired about Sanshenghua in two places, one at the pharmacy and one here.

Regardless of the knowledge of the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, or the knowledge of the three who wandered around in this ghost market, none of them knew the existence of the Three Sacred Flowers.

The Three Sacred Flowers naturally exist, and they are absolutely not something in the legend. Then, there is only one possibility. Perhaps, the Three Sacred Flowers, in this different world, are not called the Three Sacred Flowers, but have other names.

Therefore, when he mentioned the Three Sage Flowers, no matter whether it was the shopkeeper of the pharmacy or these three people, they all looked confused.

"The Three Sage Flowers are flowers, of course. The bowl-sized white flowers are extremely fragrant..." Jiang Feng described.

The three of them still didn't understand what Jiang Feng was talking about, and the speaker said impatiently, "We've never seen the Three Sacred Flowers you're talking about, so hurry up and give us the spirit stone now, don't waste time."

"If I heard correctly, you just said that I am satisfied." Jiang Feng smiled lightly.

"Yes, I said that you are satisfied, but who knows, did you make up the words you said, and there is no such thing at all?" The middle-aged man's eyeballs rolled around. Circle, said slyly.

"Then your so-called family heirloom must have been fabricated." Jiang Feng smiled.

"Boy, you're playing tricks on us. I think you're looking for death." The middle-aged man became angry and punched Jiang Feng.

His strength is not bad, but it is the cultivation base of the first robbery. The existence of this level of cultivation base can be regarded as a strong one in other places.But in this ghost market, it's nothing more than extortion.

Jiang Feng didn't even look at it, he punched him directly, and heard a few clicks, the man's entire fist was completely shattered, and the other two rushed towards Jiang Feng frantically when they saw this.

Jiang Feng kicked out with both feet, and kicked the two of them flying across the sky, kicking out how many ribs they had.

But they still couldn't hear too much noise. Even with such serious injuries, the three of them were suppressed tightly, not daring to make any noise.

It seems that once it makes a noise, it will cause big trouble.

The three middle-aged men walked away in despair, while Jiang Feng followed the instructions and walked forward.

The distance of 100 meters is not long, but because the street is full of various stalls, it took Jiang Feng a lot of time to walk over.

Walking along the way, those stalls sell everything, common and uncommon, sellable and unsellable, there are people selling here, and there is often no shortage of buyers. It can be seen that in the ghost market , the most important thing is to choose what you need.

After walking a distance of 100 meters, Jiang Feng smelled the smell of medicinal herbs, which Jiang Feng was quite familiar with. Smelling that smell, Jiang Feng knew that the middle-aged man was not lying.

A stall selling medicinal herbs came into Jiang Feng's eyes. There were some medicinal herbs randomly placed on the stall, but what attracted Jiang Feng was not the medicinal herbs, but a scorched black palm.

Looking at the palm seriously, it turned out to be a left hand.

Even though Jiang Feng had seen a lot of strange things for sale at a distance of 100 meters, but putting a palm here for sale still made Jiang Feng a little curious.

Jiang Feng was not the only one who was curious about the palm, there were several other people around the booth, looking at the palm, but absolutely no one reached out to touch it, they just watched and stared.

"How many spirit stones?" Finally someone asked with a suppressed voice.

"One hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones." A white-haired old man who set up the stall said gloomily.

The person who asked the question gasped, apparently shocked by the astronomical figure, but still asked, "What is this?"

"This is a palm." The white-haired old man said simply.

"Yes, we all know it's a palm, the question is this palm, what's the difference?" the man asked.

"The rules of the ghost market are to pay first and then get the goods. If you can afford Lingshi, I will tell you the difference. If you can't afford Lingshi, what's the use of telling you? It's a waste of my saliva " said the white-haired old man.

This is indeed the rule of the ghost market, but no matter what, the price of one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones in the palm of one hand is still too unbelievable, and people cannot help being curious about it.

"I know you can't afford the price, get out, don't waste my time here." The white-haired old man said bluntly again.

The person who asked the question looked embarrassed. He really couldn't afford the price. The reason for asking the price was out of curiosity. He didn't even think about buying it, and he couldn't afford it at all. gone.

Jiang Feng took a look, but he didn't see any difference. He was about to look away, looking for what he wanted, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, that gaze froze in an instant, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes. An imperceptible light!

"I'll give you one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones, and I'll take this palm." Jiang Feng said, throwing a storage ring to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took the storage ring, checked it out, and threw his palm to Jiang Feng expressionlessly. The white-haired old man threw it very casually. When Jiang Feng caught the palm, he suddenly found that the white-haired old man There was a playful smile on the corner of the old man's mouth.

But Jiang Feng didn't mind, he also smiled, and then put that palm into the storage ring, and didn't ask what was the difference between this palm, turned around, and went to another stall selling medicinal materials .